"Young Master Mu, be careful!" Everyone looked at Mu Hanyan and said in a low voice.

If Wei Xiaotian truly possessed the strength of Ye Lanxun, Mu Hanyan would likely have been insecure, as she still didn't know the true extent of Ye Lanxun's strength. But now, she felt much more at ease. Facing an opponent like Wei Xiaotian, she was fully capable of fighting. Even if she couldn't defeat him, it wouldn't be easy for him to kill her.

Feeling at ease, Mu Hanyan quickly executed his sword moves.

Nearby, Hua Yue and the others also noticed that Wei Xiaotian's strength was actually far inferior to Ye Lanxun's. They finally breathed a sigh of relief and quietly executed their own sword moves. Even if Wei Xiaotian wasn't as strong as Ye Lanxun, he was still far stronger than Mu Hanyan's true strength. Without the five magical instruments to forcibly enhance his strength, he would still be powerless to compete.

The others, however, had no idea of ​​Ye Lanxun's true strength, nor did they know the standards Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue, and the others used to judge Wei Xiaotian. Seeing the might of his Dragon Breaking Sword, their faces changed drastically, and a thin layer of sweat formed on their sword-gripping hands. Their entire attention was now completely focused on Mu Hanyan.

Yue Fanchen, Longya and others all held the hilts of their swords tightly. As long as Mu Hanyan was defeated, they would immediately help.

Mu Hanyan didn't know that Yue Fanchen, along with Longya and the others, had come to the Holy Court with the primary mission of protecting her and preventing any accidents. While the safety of the Holy Court Continent was certainly important, in Lu Nianxin's mind, Mu Hanyan's safety was even more important.

"Stars fall, the Eight Desolations!" Finally, under the worried gaze of everyone, Mu Hanyan slashed out with a sword.

Her figure also turned into afterimages, and a sword light like a piece of glass fantasy light slashed down from the sky. In the shining light, it was like thousands of falling meteors.

"Boom!" The two sword beams collided violently, making a thunderous sound that shook the earth.

Time seemed to be frozen, and then slowly, slowly passed.

Then, a scene that shocked and surprised everyone appeared before their eyes.

The blue dragon condensed by Wei Xiaotian's sword light suddenly opened its mouth, raised its head and howled, as if revealing pain. Shooting star-like rays of light fell on it, blasting the huge dragon form into pieces, and then it silently shattered and turned into nothingness.

Wei Xiaotian also opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He flew out heavily as if he was hit by a huge rock.

The sword light disappeared, the world returned to peace, everything returned to normal, but there was a dead silence all around.

Wei Xiaotian was defeated. That arrogant, domineering saint had actually been defeated? Everyone involuntarily made the same move: reaching out their hands and rubbing their eyes.

They had long heard of Mu Hanyan's name and were somewhat aware of her strength. According to the fragments they had heard from their elders, Mu Hanyan, though they didn't know why she had the ability to restrain the Pluto artifact, was only at the level of a Great Swordsman.

Compared with ordinary practitioners, he is a genius, and much stronger than most other descendants of the gods' guardians, but compared with those strong people at the level of sword saints, there is still a big gap.

In fact, when Mu Hanyan took action earlier, the strength she displayed was obviously far inferior to Wei Xiaotian, but who could have thought that the final result would be like this.

The Twelve Saints of the Holy See were not ordinary masters. Even among sword masters, they were the best. Yet, they were defeated by a great swordsman. Even though they saw it with their own eyes, they could hardly believe it.

If Wei Xiaotian's previous murderous intent had not been so real, they would even suspect that this was a good show staged by him and Mu Hanyan.

Not to mention them, even Mu Hanyan herself was so shocked that she couldn't recover for a long time.

With the help of Hua Yue and others, her strength was elevated to the level of Sword Saint at the moment she made her move.

The opponent they faced this time was too powerful, so both she and Hua Yue and the others used the power of the five magical weapons to the extreme.

When the two swords intersected, the innate magical power of Huayue Leiyin Sword appeared again on Mu Hanyan's body. Powerful shock forces followed the sword light and poured into Wei Xiaotian's body like a tide, just like the last time she and Feng Qingyu tried their luck.

However, Feng Qingyu was too arrogant back then, holding back too much strength, and was caught off guard, which led to him suffering a loss. But today, Wei Xiaotian was full of murderous intent, holding nothing back, and the shockwaves of the Thunder Sound Sword didn't pose any threat to him.

Afterwards, Zirong's clone Jianmie also appeared on her body, even exceeding the limit of the clone Jianmie. In addition to the three clones with attack capabilities, dozens of real phantoms were also produced. The three sword beams also turned into a stream of light and brilliance, so that everyone only saw her afterimages and countless glazed sword lights, thinking that it was because of her fast speed, but they didn't know that this was actually the innate magical power of the clone Huanmie, and they didn't know that the sword beams that looked like phantom lights and afterimages actually had attack capabilities.

Unfortunately, even this clone that surpassed the limit was unable to break Wei Xiaotian's Dragon Breaking Sword!

Afterwards, Zirong's Demonic Sword Heart Killing and Tang Bufan's Furious Demon Slash were transferred to Mu Hanyan one by one. Unfortunately, just like the previous two people, their innate magical powers that had repeatedly made great achievements were of no use in the face of Wei Xiaotian's Dragon Breaking Sword Slash.

"It seems that I have underestimated Wei Xiaotian. Even if his strength is not as good as Ye Lanxun, a saint is still a saint and is not so easy to defeat." At that time, even Mu Hanyan felt a little frustrated.

But at this moment, mysterious forces quietly surged into her meridians. These forces ranged in strength, some at the level of a beginner swordsman, and some at the level of a master swordsman. Although they varied in strength, their number was astonishing, numbering at least several hundred.

What surprised Mu Hanyan most was that, despite their varying strengths, these powers were all incredibly pure, like the purest spring water in the world, without a trace of impurities, and without any conflict between them. Once they entered her meridians, these powers merged with her Qi, not even requiring refinement in her heart meridians. Her strength increased severalfold.

With just one sword, relying on the hundreds of mysterious powers that suddenly surged into the meridians, Mu Hanyan defeated Wei Xiaotian, who was also a saint like Ye Lanxun, with just one sword.

However, the next moment after she defeated Wei Xiaotian, those powers disappeared quietly, as if they had never existed. If Wei Xiaotian had not been lying on the ground, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, Mu Hanyan would have thought she was dreaming.

Puzzled as she was, Mu Hanyan had always been one to kick someone when they were down. She looked down at Wei Xiaotian, who was spitting out blood, and sneered, "I'm so sorry you almost got beaten to death by those so-called ants."